Spiderman Batman/Batfam crossover

Chapter 3

The only characters I really know that much about are Dick, Jason, Tim, Damian, and Barbra so their all I'm gonig to have in the family, sorry. Come back a few moths later they are going to be on vacation or hero buisness until them being introduced suits me.

"You lost him?!"
"No! He lost me! But he didn't know I was there! I'm certain of it."
"How did you lose him then?"
"He Lost Me! It Wa- it doesn't matter. This is only more concerning, a kid shows up to school smelling of blood and looks at toxic sludge like it's the tastiest thing he's had all week-"
"It might be the only thing he's had all week."
"That's my point! I'm sure he didn't know I was there, and he was heading for the area around crime alley. People from there tend to be distrusting, it would explain why he was trying to lose someone who he didn't know was following him."
"He's skinny too."
"We should keep an eye on him no matter why or how he lost Dick. It doesn't matter if he is really that good at losing people or if Dick was just unprepeared to be chasing someone at such short notice- don't agrue, you don't go to school anymore, you didn't know about him. But like I said, it doesn't matter, he's clearly not okay."
"No one signing up to a school like that ever is."
"Unhelpful Jason."
"Well, most of the kids are only living slightly below what really should be be acceptable. He looks like he's been through hell."
"Both physically and mentally."
"He had what looked like a knife cut, it might have been a particually sharp claw but that would have to be one big kitty. I'm not sure if I saw it though right."
"Damian not knowing something about knifes? This is unheard of!"
"Okay- okay- back to the matter at hand, this is impor- Tim! That's you sixth cup today!" I said angrily, I tried to grab the cup out of his hand
"Why do you care mother-wing?" Jason teased although he helped me pull in from Tims hand.
"Masters time for dinner!" Alfred called
"Coming!" at least two of us yelled back, we were so in sync sometimes that it was hard to tell. As everyone waled out of the room -Damian carrying a kitten in his hair which is adorable- I lingered behind
"Oracle." I said, tapping on my comm
"Yeah?" she replied
"Tim asked about him with the teachers, he said his name was Peter Avenger." I said
"Weird name." Oracle mentioned
"Yeah I know. But it's not like the desk actually checks so chances are it's not his real name, but see what you pull up anyways, he might have used it somewhere else." I asked
"Gotcha. Order one, creepy stalking, be here by tommorow morning." Babs said
"Hey wait-" the sound of her hanging up clicked "...you didn't hear the conversation." I sighed.

Time for dinner. If I'm lucky I might spot 'Peter' while patroling Gotham, chances are nope, zilch, and nada, but we've over come that before. This family tends to have good luck (or well paying perseverance at least) against unbeatable odds.

...

Just the parker luck I was looking for today. It had rained over night and the wind had been strong enough to drench me in it; showing up to school drenched wasn't the worst that could have happened and the rain was by no means above only me, but it still felt like a personal screw you from the universe.

I groaned as I stood up, the cold made my joints ache and the water had froze my outer clothes solid, luckily my T-shirt and pants were relatively dry. I broke the ice of my track pants and sweater before it could melt too much and walked down the wall of the building. I still didn't have the text books and it amazed me how little the teachers cared, at this point it must be obvious that I was only there for the free meal (and other supplies, the formula refused to leave my mind and I was considering waiting for a while after the bell rang and taking from the lost property, I had seen the dust, no one was coming to take it back and more than one set of wearable clothes would be an improvment.)

I walked to school and as the left over ice melted in my clothes the lost property seemed like a solid plan for the end of this half-day.

🦇 Batfam chat!
TIM   Did you see Peter? He was drenched
DICK   It rained last night
DAMIAN   My costume is soaking, I know.
JASON   I was riding my bike, nearly got caught in it
TIM   Do you think Peter was caught in it?
DICK   I was thinking more of he slept in it
JASON   Do you think he's homeless
DAMIAN   That would explain the inguries, no medical aid and a victum of muggers probably.
DICK   If he's in any of your classes today be nice to him and try to be his friend, don't judge him over his clothes and try to take him out and pay for his meal, it's a half day today so he won't get lunch
JASON And don't ask personal questions, he might be reluctant to accept the meal just say it casually and make it clear he wouldn't be an issue if he showed up and that it was going to happen whether he came or not
TIM  Got it
DAMIAN   We're too far apart in age to be put in the same class but I'll approach at morning tea.
JASON   This isn't a mission, don't scare him off
TIM   I'll keep an eye on Damian
DAMIAN   I do not need to be kept eyes on.

...

I was going to eat extra at morning tea, it wasn't good enough food to do more than keep me fed and my able to survive the night, the healing factor wasn't getting as much and I would like and I was worried about what I would do now that school was out for the week.

I sat in second period (science) when a boy came over and sat next to me, he had eye bags, black hair and wore large comfotable clothes.
"Hi I'm Tim." he said, I blinked and looked behind me "I'm talking to you, what's your name?"
"Uh, Peter." I said, why would anyone want to talk to me? I wasn't even trying to get a good reputation here.
"Well, what's your favourite colour?" Tim asked, I was hesitant to reply incase he asked for details
"Red and blue." I said, I could just say I liked them, I didn't have to explain how they were a hope to New York, my New York anyways.
"Ah, the old Superman colours." Tim said, I rfemembered him getting mentioned in socail studies, apparently he was more of a big deal than I thought.
"Y-yeah." I replied, we talked for the rest of the period (our teacher was not picking on me again, I wonder if Tim was just taking advantage of me for that...) and when the bell rung for morning tea Tim invited me to sit with him
"-my little brother can be a bit of a menace but he's nice, if he likes you." Tim said
"Yes! Actually I..." I trailed off as I thought for an excuse, I liked Tim but I'd rather have a full meal.
"I saw you eating loads earlier, we don't mind my brother does it too." Tim said quitely.
"I- okay. I'll sit with you." I agreed hesitantly.

...

It was nice, me and Tim held idle conversation and I stuffed my face full. If Tim noticed me stealing some food he didn't comment on it.

After a few minutes a kid ran up to us, he must have been at least ten years old and he wasn't five but he had the same aura as one.
"Hello. I am Damian," the kid held out his hand and I shook it. The strength he put into the squeeze surprised me but didn't best me, I tightened my grip ever so slightly and he looked at me. "Good grip." he said,
Damian walked to the other side of the table and started eating, me and Tim went back to talking when my neck tingled and someone said ow as well as the sound of a plate hitting the ground, on instinct I grabbed the orange that was heading towards me without turning around.
"Woah." Tim said, I could pretend it was a fluke or drop it and pretend it never happened, both made me look guilty so I settled with just saying that I had a fast reaction time if they asked. They didn't thankfully. Damian looked ready to join the conversation but then the bell rang "Hey Peter, me, Damian, and the rest of our siblings were going to hang out and then go to this diner later this evening, I was bringing along someone else but they cancled last moment so it wouldn't be any trouble." Tim said, I froze. Someone who wanted to be friends with me was one thing, someone inviting me to hang out the same day they met me was another. Food was precious, he's probably trying to manipulate me, it's happened before.
"No." I said and I turned and walked away, if I was human I wouldn't have been able to hear it but I heard Tim and Damian speaking
"What did you say to him?!" Damian said in an accusing tone
"I don't know." Tim said, liar.

🦇 Batfam chat!
TIM   Guys Damian might actually respect Peter
JASON   What
JASON   How?
TIM   Peter grabbed a fruit Damian threw at him without looking and with no warning
DICK   Impressive
TIM   But on another note Peter isn't coming, I don't get what I did